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Emperor Pilaf X Theif! Reader // Lemon // Stolen Heart

Quick note!
I apologise about lack of updates, I am currently writing the many requests I get from you guys. It really warms my heart and it makes me so happy that people spend time reading what I work hard on trying to write. I know I'm not the best, but thank you.

Anyway, I hope you like this one, this is actually my second attempt because I wanted to get it the best I could:
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You had everything. Diamond necklaces, expensive clothes, designer bags, the list goes on. You did the odd bit of modelling for famous brands, so you were definitely well known. But you never hung around in the same area. You were constantly moving, jumping from hotel to hotel. Whenever the police got an idea of where you were, it was time to go. This was a shame, you had met some nice people over the years who you'd never seen face to face with after you'd left. You shrugged it off.

You were debatably the most skilled criminal there was at this point, dodging the law was part of your every day life. You turned to this after your parents died and there was no work for you at a young age. The first thing you stole was a small piece of bread, no one caught you doing that and in your defence, it was the only thing that could keep you alive. Stealing genuinely got easier the more you did it and look at where you are now!

You were in the city, just leaving your hotel room at the edge of a large street, filled with department stores and markets. You stopped at the window, slowly glancing across the street to a large minimalistic building, guarded by security.

"Tonight..." you whispered to yourself. You looked down, at your hand, smiling. You grasped a gold necklace in your palm. It was missing a gemstone and instead was just a chain with a lock on. Your parents gave you it before they passed away. You kept it close at all times because it meant a lot. They worked hard for it, they never had much money. This may have been why you turned to stealing - as if you making a lot more money would make them proud.

You made your way over to the stair case and walked down waving and smiling at employees as you fiddled with the necklace in your other hand.

• Your POV •
"(Y/N)." The receptionist smiled as he seen me exit the staircase. He gestured me to come over and I did so. I strolled along, my shoes clicking against the titled floor of the five star hotel.
"Are you checking out for today?" He asked, closing the book he had on his desk.

"Yes, I have...business to attend to until early in the morning so I won't be back until then." I say, making up lies as I go along.

"Sure, is that all the luggage your taking? That's not a lot." He pointed towards my Louis Vuitton handbag.
'Will this dude leave me alone and stop asking questions?' I thought to myself. I suppose he's use to talking with celebrities who take everything but the kitchen sink with them.

"Oh, don't worry." I say, tapping the bag. "I'm not staying over."  He forced a smile and held his hand out for my pass key. I turned slightly and rummaged around for it, praying that he wouldn't see what I had with me. I grabbed it and placed it in his hand, leaving straight afterwards.

"Have a safe trip." He said sarcastically as I walked out of the revolving doors. I shrugged it off and rolled me eyes, not letting him throw me off schedule.

I walked out into the busy streets, narrowly avoiding being trampled by crowds of people. I sighed as I looked in the direction of the jewellers. My watch beeps my thoughts as it begins beeping.
'Time for lunch!' I thought to myself as I held my stomach.